Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Tanzania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing It's A Beautiful Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Letta Mbulu,
the Swans,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Five Americans,
Soulsonic Force,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marshall Jefferson,
Newcleus,
The Happenings,
The Barracudas,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
Lindisfarne,
Tres Demented,
The Fugs,
The Motions,
The Smoke,
Crispy Ambulance,
Alison Limerick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiohead,
Charles Mingus,
The Wake,
Freddie Wadling,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
Lucky Dragons,
Franke,
Altered Images,
Duran Duran,
Half Japanese,
X-102,
Davy DMX,
Bill Wells,
Fugazi,
Groovy Waters,
Joyce Sims,
Peter & Gordon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Simply Red,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Grass Roots,
Guru Guru,
Infiniti,
The Standells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sight & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Dual Sessions,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moleskins,
Johnny Clarke,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Mills,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.